All we do is mess around
I've been thinking how to step to you
Well I couldn't tell you
And I don't know
It's been a long time
Maybe no one told you
Oh very young
Right now I feel just like a leaf on a breeze
Rarity glistened sharp
I've made a habit
[IDK, this doesn't make much sense. It was kinda fun, though. I may do this to get myself started on writing every once in a while. Can you guess what the songs were?]
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